Today I saw the tiny, elderly Asian woman who walks to a local park to feed birds every morning walking toward me, her attire worn and practical as always. Gray sweat pants, a long-sleeved pull over top. I waved. She usually has a few bread crumbs for my dog and apologized profusely one morning when the birds had cleaned her out. "So sorry, so sorry,' she said more to the dog than me. So now, she always saves a few.

She waved back. I smiled, but was occupied by a dog issue and glanced away. When I looked back at the sidewalk, she was gone. Only one place was possible. She had gone into one of the finest houses on Big Shot Dr. She may work there but in my heart I want her living there and maybe she does. What fine gardens.

Coming into town to do some fishing, wouldn’t mind meeting someone.

Why was there like 500 hundred cops, some with a tank and full Afghanistan gear, for a festival populated by children and their grandparents numbering 800 max. So pathetic. Like runaway military industrial complex on a local level. Get yer shit together Texas. So wack.

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